Basic is a word I might use to describe my being
What you see is what you get at least that's what I want them to think
Being basic is a mask I wear to hide my truth
My authenticity shines to brightly
I care to much I don't want to blind you
My heart is my strength
My mind is my tool
The colors of this world is the media that I choose
I am an artist
I paint elegantly based of the emotions that I feel
Sadness, joy, love, hate
I paint what is real
-Nichole Jamie Smith
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Nichole
Hello beautiful souls. I love to write and I am passionate about helping others. I believe this world is full of light and our perspective of the world simply needs to shift to see it.
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